•Two days to claiming season•
KAIA
I rap my knuckles against the door. “Caius?”
Silence.
I knock again and this time, a muffled grumble filters through the wood.
I lean in, pressing my ear against the wood. “You in there?”
“Leave.” His voice is rough and clipped like he hasn’t spoken since last night. “You’re being a nuisance.”
My brows shoot up and I lean back. “Woww. Good morning to you too, your majesty.”
“Kaia.” His tone sharpens, warning and exhausted all at once. “Go away.”
I knock again, deliberately louder, the kind of knock designed to annoy. “Sorry, I don’t speak Broody McGrumperson. Did you say come in?”
No reply.
I knock again, both fist banging against his door. “Caius. Open up.”
Nothing.
I huff and cross my arms, glaring at the wood like it personally offended me
